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I fought back tears and was grateful for a mask to hide behind. The moment she spoke about hope, I understood that depression was sinking her fingers into me. Not solely due to the virus, but due to a faltering sense of hope. Today I treated myself to a lovely...read more
These past few months I've felt almost as if I am fading away, kind of like a morning mist on a mountain lake. I feel almost ethereal as if I am floating through life. A life that seems to have been placed on pause. Like I'm caught in place between life and death,...read more
Helping a dying man, your husband, as he is slowly diminishing, slowly dying, shrinking, is also gratifying. In my case, this has enabled me to stretch my capacity for loving without expecting anything in return. These days I can’t seem to remember why I am still...read more
Change happens and staying the same happens. We can use questions to look deeper into our life. Sensho Wagg and I connected a month or two ago after a mutual connection showed me some of Sensho's art which you will find below accompanied by some of her thoughts....read more
Ten years ago, I thought home could only be found west of the Mississippi, snuggled below the Flatirons with views of the plains for miles if you happened to be up high. Boulder is where I would finally find home, I just knew it. June 30, 2020 will mark ten years...read more
“We do not think of it every day, but we never forget it: the beloved shall grow old, or ill, and be taken away finally. No matter how ferociously we fight, how tenderly we love, how bitterly we argue, how pervasively we berate the universe, how cunningly we hide,...read more
This was an adventure because after a few months of lock down even our rare drives to the supermarket or to pick up a take-out dinner had begun to feel like an adventure. The word 'adventure' has taken on new meaning in the midst of a pandemic. Once upon a time, the...read more
Perhaps I was overreacting. I got my food and took it directly to the car. I wiped down my hands, the bag and containers. It will be alright. Great job! I have noted in my permanent record, the one I have been keeping in my head since Kindergarten, that I have been...read more